it is addressed thusly:
A thought.
it reads:
The fear of the heart in unknowing
In the true other, which is to the mind
A remembrance of death going
Past knowledge, past time
Oh! To be whole before wholeness
Blooms forth on the vine
Until the very cleft of its fullness
This is the dread divine.

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